I'm a magnetic field madman

His initial growth was too difficult because he was not a complete demon god cell, and the effect of consuming food was only half as good as twice the result.

However, because he is not a complete person, he cannot break through the limits of electric current and magnetic field on his own.

Shiro Tsuyoshi had never experienced such a sluggish feeling before.

His talent is not even comparable to that of an ordinary person.

He had long been accustomed to the feeling of being powerful as Bai Cinan, as Haihu's son, as Tiandao's disciple and Xiongshi's adopted son, and as a peerless genius.

But now, experiencing the feeling of crawling so slowly might not be a bad thing for the second son.

Of course, this requires an incredibly long growth period to allow him to progress in his power.

Re-energize the electric current, regain the magnetic field, begin the cultivation anew, until finally achieving complete self-realization.

That will definitely take a very long time.

In the initial stages, the second son no longer had the right or ability to be picky. Rather, since he was already able to accept and use the first son's charity, the second son was now capable of anything.

The first person Tieqi saw when he struggled to his senses was the second man. He was staring straight at him, his gaze as if he were looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered!

"Quack!! Don't come any closer, don't come any closer!!"

The cavalryman screamed, like a little girl cornered by thugs, shrieking in terror...

"Iron cavalry..."

The second son looked at the terrified cavalry and said in a low voice...

"I've discovered that I don't hate you at all now. It's amazing how you've done such a terrible thing. I don't even hate you anymore."

"But this is not out of any compassion, but out of iron hooves. I have discovered... that people cannot possibly have any feelings for food that has already been served."

As he spoke, the second son grabbed Tieqi's body, pulled him up by the waist, and embraced the now-human-shaped Tieqi.

Was that some kind of compassionate and utterly indecent act?

No, just like the second son said—

"Because when people face their food, their only emotion should be...hunger."

After saying that, the second son opened his mouth.

He abandoned the "clean" eating method he had obtained from Bai Wujie; he wanted to swallow the Iron Cavalry whole, bite by bite!

"Cuck!"

With a bloodcurdling scream, the second son bit off the iron cavalryman's eyeball... Amidst the tearing sound of chewing, the second son, his mouth full of blood, grinned savagely...

"The taste... is not bad!"

A series of piercing screams echoed through the sky.

About an hour has passed.

As the sun completely set and the bright moonlight slowly rose into the sky, Bai Wujie jumped out of the moon and returned here.

"It's not an easy thing to deal with your mother."

Bai Wujie descended under the moonlight, sighing as he spoke...

"It's clearly not my fault, but I still have to comfort a lady. Seriously, can't you just give me a break every day...?"

As he muttered to himself, the second son slowly straightened up...

His entire body was completely stained red with blood, and covered with all sorts of debris.

When he raised his head, his blood-red eyes, which shone brightly even in the darkness, were terrifyingly chilling.

"Wow..." Bai Wujie exclaimed in admiration at the second male's current attire.

"Are you cosplaying as a cannibal? Didn't you say you didn't want to eat in such a barbaric and violent way?"

"Only him," the second son said coldly.

After he finished speaking, the broken parts on his body had completely healed.

This is the super-strong regenerative ability provided by the Demon God Cells. Even if he is an imperfect defective product, as long as he has nutrition, any part of him can be restored.

However, as if intentionally, the second son preserved the defect in his left arm.

He did not restore his broken left hand, and Bai Wujie probably already knew the reason.

The second man will never rely on the first man again; this time, using the first man's pity will be the last.

The second son knew he had no right to shout, but he had to absolutely admonish himself!

This arm was the price his older brother paid for helping him. And one day, he would repay his brother!

"I have regained the power to propel myself with electricity..." The second man silently raised his right hand, looking at the arc of electricity dancing in his palm, and said in a deep voice...

"There's still a long way to go before the magnetic field can rotate," Bai Wujie chuckled.

"You'll probably need to consume a considerable number of people to completely break through the limits of the magnetic field... and once you break through the magnetic field's power, you'll be qualified to cultivate again."

"However, I'm afraid the road ahead won't be easy. And if you stay here, you won't have any chance to grow."

The second son lowered his head and remained silent. What Bai Wujie said was indeed true.

Staying here, the biggest obstacle preventing the second son from becoming stronger is not Lan Meng, but the first son and the Heavenly Dao!

They certainly wouldn't want their second son to degenerate into a man-eating monster... No matter what he does after gaining power, the fact that he commits such vile acts for power is something they would never want to see!

Moreover, the second son just triggered the first son's power, and he'll probably be here soon. When that happens, the second son will either be imprisoned or directly taken back to heaven by the first son using the Heavenly Lock!

If that's the case, the second son would rather die here!

However, a bright future also lies ahead for the second son.

"Do you think I'm an easy person to talk to?" Bai Wujie said quietly.

The second man didn't speak, but just stared intently at him. Yes, that's what the second man thought, because he seemed to have grasped some of Bai Wujie's "weak points"...

He wanted to see the strong shine, and whether it was himself or using him as a whetstone to help his elder brother shine, Bai Cinan had the opportunity to get help from Bai Wujie.

"Every time I'm unlucky, my mind clears up a bit," Bai Wujie chuckled and shook his head.

"Fine, I'm not in the mood for playing games with you, kid. In that case, I'll give you a chance."

Having said that, he opened a rift, gazing at the dark, deep maw, and said in a low voice to the second son…

"I won't give you any help, and I can't guarantee whether the other world is suitable for human habitation. I'll check on you when I have time, but if I don't, you might just grow old and die there for the rest of your life."

"No matter what, the choice was yours. Whether you succeed or fail is your own business. You don't need to thank me, and please don't hold me responsible."

The second son remained silent, yet fearless, as he stepped into the rift and entered that unknown world.

He will never regret his actions today.

Absolutely not!

140. The second son’s big adventure

The second man slowly opened his eyes.

Having passed through the dark rift, the second son immediately lost consciousness... and when he regained consciousness, his entire body was in a state of intense stiffness and sluggishness.

Where is he now?

The second son did not act rashly. Just as Bai Wujie had said, the suffering and torment further promoted the growth of the second son's wisdom. He learned to think, and even more so, he learned to be calm and patient.

At least in an environment where the first man is completely out of sight, the second man can learn to remain calm in a simple way.

Squinting, the second son observed everything around him.

He is currently being kept in a cage.

The temperature here is extremely cold, averaging around minus thirty degrees Celsius. And those locked in cages like him are all ragged, emaciated, their faces filled with fear and numbness, almost like the dead.

So, does this mean I'm a slave? Or perhaps a prisoner of war?

He wore a spiked collar around his neck, as did the others. Through the gaps in the cage, the glow of campfires could be seen in the dark camp... and there were many more people like himself, locked in cages, barely clinging to life.

In the distance, around the campfire were some relatively intact tents made of leather and coarse cloth, the snow rustling in the wind, chunks of ice pounding against the rough tent surfaces.

Tall soldiers dressed in leather and metal armor gathered around a campfire, speaking in a language the second man couldn't understand. They held battle axes or various other weapons, roasting the animals they had caught, or things that resembled "humans."

They wore heavy fur cloaks and made rough, wild noises... and their attire had absolutely nothing to do with civilization.

It was just like the attire of ancient nomadic peoples that the second son had seen in some books.

But it was undoubtedly more primitive, more wild, and even gave the younger man an indescribable, absolutely crazy feeling!

Ugh—if this is another world, then such a possibility cannot be ruled out.

It was certain that they had fallen into the hands of some primitive tribe or other people.

The second son thought for a moment, then gave up thinking.

He simply closed his eyes and began to rest.

It wasn't because he was stupid, but because the second son felt that thinking was an unnecessary and wasteful thing.

He didn't need to think now, nor did he need to rush to break open the cage and start a killing spree. He needed to figure out the situation here, ensure his own safety, and then... find his prey!

Bai Cinan didn't bother with the unfortunate creatures around him; their life force was too weak, and they were too small to be of any value as food.

What he should do is rest, wait, and adjust himself to his best condition.

So the second son closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to anything in the outside world.

His current condition is not good, or rather, he still needs time to digest the life force that cannot be digested in his body.

The low level of demon god cells meant that even the small amount of life force extracted from Iron Cavalry and Mad Bull, two powerful magnetic field users, when they were on the verge of death, was too much for the current second son to fully digest.

Excess vitality, if it has no outlet...

Then the second son can only use meditation and sleep to prevent this extra life from interfering with his mind.

And he did indeed gain the power to propel himself by consuming the life force of two strong magnetic field users.

But it's only the most basic level of electric current driving.

The electrical current that he can maintain within his body is no more than 50,000 volts. He's practically a nobody, not even as strong as his second son was at age five.

Although his strength was weak, the second son's body was exceptionally robust. His martial arts skills and complete mastery ensured he possessed a certain level of combat ability!

And... there are other things too.

The second man exhaled slightly, and the method he used to exhale and inhale was actually the Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong!

Yes, Bai Cinan had certainly seen the Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong that the Ultimate Monk had publicly revealed.

Although he had seen it, the second son scoffed at it. He didn't think that something for small fry to practice could compare to his invincible Heavenly Martial Killing Path!

But times have changed, and Bai Cinan has had to pick up the martial arts of the lowly again.

A bastard like myself, neither human nor ghost, is simply incapable of becoming stronger using the old methods.

He chuckled to himself and began what he called breathing exercises... but unfortunately, he was certain that he could not develop any magnetic field rotation through this technique.

Due to his different physiological structure, he couldn't even do the most basic thing like gathering martial arts qi... But conversely, he could use this method to digest excess life and feed it back into his own body!

However, this method cannot increase the strength of the magnetic field; it can only enhance the physical strength.

Improving physical strength was the method the second son found for himself to enhance his power at other times.

A powerful physique, from another perspective, is equivalent to a powerful flow of energy, much like the invincible Oga.

Unable to achieve the breakthrough he needed in terms of strength, the second son naturally had to find another way to deal with external threats, outside of magnetic field power.

He closed his eyes and, in the endless darkness of contemplation, slowly carried out an extremely subtle enhancement.

With this incredibly terrible body after rebirth, trying to do work that yields half the results with twice the effort...

All of this was brought to a stop by a scream that woke the second son.

He opened his eyes. The white snow was dotted with red blood. The atmosphere in the war camp was tense in the bitter cold of the apocalypse. The screams came from slave prisoners of war being dragged out by a barbarian soldier with a huge wooden frame strung on his back... decorated with several skulls.

Despite his agonizing screams and pleas for mercy in a language the second son couldn't understand, it couldn't stop the barbarian soldier from chopping off his head with a sneer, drawing a strange and blasphemous mark on the snow, and then kneeling down to perform a bizarre religious ritual.

The second man's expression remained unchanged.

It's just a dead person. From beginning to end, from childhood to adulthood, Bai Cinan has never had any extra thoughts about such an ordinary thing.

His only thought was perhaps that he had realized that it seemed the time had come for them, the "slaves," to play their part.